[Verse 1: Bingx]

Man I feel underrated, underpaid

Overlooked and underestimated

I'm a triple threat, they second guessed

And my first thought? Well I guess I made it

Ha, what you mean I ain't earn my stripes?

Man you better get educated

I got a whole squad full of bulldogs

And every single motherfucker here decorated

Like, hah, what you got for me?

Nothing

Man tell a hater don't talk to me

You ain't got guac for me

I ain't got the time for that mockery dog

My time worth money

I ain't getting paid shit

I ain't finna say shit

I'm about music and making shit happen

You boys want the truth we can make this shit happen

This ain't about you, it's about me

Ain't about them, boy 'dis about we

Me and my team

This about me telling my story to the motherfucking streets

Never had a silver spoon in my life

Yeah and that's why I'm the realest dude on this mic



Let's get it, gotta work hard

Put in hard work til' my shit drops

That's constipation

Got three stars on my family tree

That's a galaxy to your constellation

Either me or them, pick all me

Or when you call me you go to automation

Girl I've been the man

I don't need your motherfucking confirmation

Woo

Motherfuckers don't want none

Even when they think that they want some

I promise you don't these motherfuckers

On some for thinkin' they fuckin' with me up on [? 1:05]

I'll be goin' harder then any one of you little rappers

And still I'll be showing love to you motherfuckers

Woo, yeah

So for everyone of you to talk down to me

I'm turning up on you motherfuckers

Wait a minute

Y'all don't control me I got me a positive vibe

And I won't let this negative shit that you say gon' fuck wit' my day

Smile and go get the fuck out my way

Light up a joint that [? 1:20] thank God for my family and all of my team

And tell 'im I'm grateful to be getting paid to go follow my dream



[Hook: Bingx]

Said I made it this far but I gotta keep working

Even good days I'ma be in my prayers

Made it this far and I finna keep working

People that hate, they'll be in my

You'll be in my preh, preh, preh, preh prayers (I'm prayin' for you)

You'll be in my preh, preh, preh, preh prayers (I'm prayin' for you)

Said I made it this far but I gotta keep working

Even good days I'ma be in my prayers

Made it this far and I finna keep working

People that hate, they'll be in my

You'll be in my (prayers)

Preh, preh, preh, preh prayers (I'm prayin' for you)



[Verse 2: Bingx]

Man, I hear talk through that great vine

These rappers feel that I ain't deserve this

Then when I see them in person, everything is great and perfect

Hah, well I shake their hand, and that's straight proof that I make you nervous

And if your respect costs 5 bills worth 5 mil, I wouldn't make the purchase

Nah, treated everyone with the same

Respect since day one

And everyone got paid to feature, what a way to meet you

Get a cheque on day one

But I got no respect from that

And I got no respect for 'dat

No, look, if you don't respect me, I don't respect you

Overlook me, then I overstep you

Disrespect me when I ain't there, but when I came there you got so respectful

I'ma go and let you talk all the shit that you want

You can talk all the shit that you want

'Cause I got five with me doing life with me

Getting all the shit that you want

Had the same manager since I was homeless

He will forever get 20%

For dealing with 100% of that bullshit

People like, damn 20%?

And I'm like yeah mo'fucker don't question that

Yeah, and if the team need it, no questions asked

I'ma get it done, and don't mention that



[Hook: Bingx]

Said I made it this far but I gotta keep working

Even good days I'ma be in my prayers

Made it this far and I finna keep working

People that hate, they'll be in my

You'll be in my preh, preh, preh, preh prayers (I'm prayin' for you)

You'll be in my preh, preh, preh, preh prayers (I'm prayin' for you)

Said I made it this far but I gotta keep working

Even good days I'ma be in my prayers

Made it this far and I finna keep working

People that hate, they'll be in my

You'll be in my (prayers)

Preh, preh, preh, preh prayers (I'm prayin' for you)



[Verse 3: Seven]

Yeah

I woke up at dawn it's am

'Fore I made this song, had a talk with God

I said dear father save them

Yeah, father

Talk about them all who stay red

'Cause you're far from safe, 'cause its no holds barred when I let these bars go

Think I went hard before, you never see me go hard till the dawn awake then

Man I ride around with a full clip

Don't get it twisted I ain't talking heat

The gunplay is just a metaphor

An' I'm Metaform when I get on a beat

I'm aiming for those pillowcase

'Cause I'm tired of people tryn' sleep on me

I'ma catch a body if I catch ano'er mo'fucker

I ain't trying to catch a Z

Lord, I swear to you I'm irritated

'Cause they been trying to keep a nigga down

Since I was 10, back when I started

Now I'm 22, that's 12 years a slave shit

Seven like a cross between Django a' Solomon

Coming back to send all of 'em to heaven

If they hell bound or think they is, they better call a reverend

'Cause I'm liable to go psycho

Norman Bates when I write flows

Halle Berry when I brainstorm

Bruce Banner, how'a change forms

When I get a little angry

But at the end of the day I'm only a human, can you blame me? Especially when niggas gotta pay me, and niggas tryn'a play me And niggas don't play me, it drive a nigga crazy

They say vengeance is yours, but I still wanna see those bitches buried

So with that said I'm just out here tryn'a do the Lord's work like a missionary

Only thing I pray is when we meet up you forgive me for the shit that I done

There's no cave to hide in that I won't find

It's no distance I will not run

Till I catch every single last one

I don't care where it is, anywhere, it's whatever

I can get 'em in a mountain

I can get him in the middle of the desert

And my wrath'll rain down at the city I'm from

Yeah, hollu', take back that last from me, that blasphemy

All I ask is Lord thy will be done, Amen